No one knows what she releases into the wind. Some say she carries wishes that have waited too long to be spoken. Others believe she takes away old fears, forgotten versions of ourselves, and things we are finally ready to leave behind. Lady Dandelion never tells them which is true. She simply closes her eyes, holds the dandelion gently in her hands, and lets the wind decide what stays - and what must go. Perhaps she is releasing a wish. Perhaps a memory. Perhaps a part of someone that no longer belongs to them. Maybe she knows that letting go and making a wish have always been the same kind of magic.

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